Mild’ish temperature over night, but we had a decent rain shower early this morning.
Rain is the mortal enemy of the ill-prepared school holiday family tent camper, and theres a few of them here. Camping seems like such a good last minute idea when your sitting around the dry warm kitchen table.
The nob next door was packing up in the drizzle …. karma??? Maybe.
Daniel was the experimental guinea pig for the Eggs in a Can beakfast. Remembering our disappointmentvwith Milk in a Can our expectations werent high, but we were very pleasantly surprised. Each can of eggs contains the equivelent of one doz eggs; literally twelve 100% dehydrated eggs and nothing else.
3 tablespoons of yellow power and a bit if water and voila, scambled eggs on toast. Absolute genius, and bewilderment that we’ve not tried it before this.
Out for a walk this morning we found a Thai restaurant in a box propped on the nature strip outside a local motel. We initially thought it was just parked there, but theres a menu staked in the ground outside.
We were off after breakfast to the Moruya Saturday market at Moruya about 15km south in the Riverside park. On the “what’s on” board outside the Moruya Wayerfront pub theres many things on, just not todays AFL grand final in favour of live music
Finally … we get to the market. For Ross that 15km wasnt long enough. Woo hoo. Ross loves a market.
Barb is immediately drawn to the donut van like a hungry moth. She could smell the donuts a km away.
Some things just defy any attempts to define or explain them … and this is one of those.
Daniel made a number of ever changing food/snack choices as we wandered around enjoying all a market has to offer. His re-occuring favourite was the cupcake, which he finally settled on.
Whilst Daniel was making his selection and Barb was preoccupied looking over Daniels shoulder. Max sensed a window and made a much faster strategic selection than Daniel. Max seized the opportunity, jumped and launch toward the nearest cupcake at the front of the table. Just not quite, was the call as Barb reefed on the lead, followed by a stern “no, naughty boy Max” and everybody laughed.
Had they have called for the 3rd umpire the result would have been somewhat different, and they would certainly been no laughing. Ross was rooting for Max to grab a cupcake, and from his viewing angle clearly seen in slo-mo Max ripped away mercilessly, but tanterlisingly close. What Ross did see and missed by others was a long black tongue slide out and slap that cupcake before his victory was reduced to a mere taste.
Cupcake Ross? Thankyou so much, but no !!!
This is the queue to get a slice of pizza, it would wanna be pretty bloody good pizza to justify that line.
This book “Dinkum Dunnies” in a 2nd book stall. Its the same book that Ross gave his parents when he was a kid. There cant be too many of them floating about, and Ross will be demanding to see his parents copy when he gets home
Another local oddity, but this time it can be explained. They were promoting a fishing lesson scheduled for tomorrow in town. Not sure why they had a crab, when they should have had a fish. A pic of Ross with crabs
Moruya would have to be the winner of Australias Most Inappropriately Named Hotel. The Air Raid Taven.
Youll note the year to the left of the name. It wasnt until 17 years later in 1903 when Wilbur and Orvils recorded the first powered flight. Maybe they were psychic.
There two very elaborate onsite tents in the caravan park. Theyre really big and have an ensuite and aircon. If your going to tent camp, that is the single only way to do it
Ross and Barb went for a walk around Broulee Island before the grand final starts. Rocks, small stones and soft sand for the entire 6km
We spend a lot of time on the coast, and the beach and we’ve seen gazillions of Bluebottle stingers over the years … but we have never seen them as big as these bastards
Barb’s thing is to collect 3 pieces of rubbish from the beach each time shes there. She only got 1 today, trying unsuccessfully to claim lost property for the 2nd and a piece of seaweed as the 3rd. Karma knows, and karma will not look kindly if you try to cheat Barb
Then back to camp just in time for the start of the 2018 AFL grand final … and unlike Victorian caravan parks there wasnt too much grand final buzz around here.
The temperature plummeted as soon as the sun went down. Because we mostly use the diesel heater Ross turned on aircon heater to give it a run, and forgot about it. With the diesel heater, aircon heater and oven on as well the van temp quickly hit 30deg and we all nearly passed out.
Pizza and a movie tonight
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